"Masrur-kun!" She exclaimed excitedly as she ran towards him. Oh, how she's missed him so.
‹ ☀ › Upon the calling of his name, Masrur halted the hoisting of the flour sack, placing the fabric bag back upon the stone tile.
Many strange things had happened during these days, so hearing the voice of someone gone for such a long time - it seemed so oddly fitting, so laughable with the small pain, that it brought from longing for the person.
So, it truly came a surprise for the Fanalis, to see the lady of the waters rushing down the dusty road, the smile ever so present upon those plump lips. And as such, to the average person, it would appear normal, yet the general could not figure out, why his throat suddenly seemed to close.
